So if you have been hiding under a rock or travelling the himilayas to find a new species of cockroach then first of all ‘what the hell?!?’ and secondly you have missed the extremely fashion concious show…

Jam packed with stylist wannabe’s, retro fashion kings and a weekly dose of Nick Grimshaw it was an instant hit with the bloggers. One might say it was Grimmylicious – yes, I actually did just say that! You could say I am slightly biased though, as it was my mug that was actually on the show… Keeping it real for the Jazzy Jeff fanclub

Big up yaself

If I could relate the experience to anything, I’d like to think of myself as the Harry Potter of the fashion world. Battling my way through challenges with a pair of scissors as my wand, Kat Byrne as my Dumbledore and my scar burning ever so bright. I completely lied about the latter but everyone loves a bit of drama!

The likeness between me and Harry go on and on; our love for the colour ginger, the uncomfortable way we make the audience feels when we kiss a screen partner… oh wait.

Its safe to say that my new boss is no Voldemort though… well….

Baaaaad photo!!

I am now living in the world of New Look, where everything is pretty but the only link I have to wizards is dreaming of flying broomsticks on my sweat inducing tube commute. I’ve only been here 3 weeks and already I’m LOVING it!!

Welcome to London… Welcome to the next chapter. Things just got interesting again!